I have never cried so much in my entire life, combined, as I have in the last few years. Finally accepting the fact it was my own mother that stalked, hunted, menaced and afflicted me for 62 long years. Stabbed me in the back, stabbed her whole family in the back, because she lacked integrity, honor, character, one shred of decency. Could play the part of "refined lady" well, Bible toting Preacher, Loving mother, all parts, all roles, all ploys in Martha's arsenal of deceit.
As terrible memories flood back , I see my always stoic composure. I saw clearly what Martha was doing , I surely experienced it, I just did not want to believe it. My mother was an ignorant narcissist that insisted that she be number one in the family. The smartest , as in most brilliant, the most beautiful and of course the wealthiest. Nothing had to be real. As long as Martha looked the part, she was happy. For years Martha pretended to own her own business, Liberty Bonding , pretended to be an entrepreneur, knowing full well she was fronting for her dope dealing cousin.
Martha did not permit us to cry, lie or complain. We were allowed to be her simple stooges, only , her "yes niggers".
She used our success when it suited her. Tore us down when it made her look good. I do find her unchecked, savage, ignorant, greedy, corrupt, immoral, 87 year rant , amazing. I am amazed by our collective fear and ignorance. It is one thing to demand to be on top, King of the hill, HNIC (Head Nigger In Charge). But to be so trifling as to only lie, cheat, beg, steal and borrow for an associate degree in secretarial science, demand honor and recognition for a degree finally "achieved" when you were old, past your prime . But to lie, pout, plot and conjure, steal and destroy when anyone in your family does better, is an abomination! To secretly hate and attempt o destroy all of your children on the down low is the height of ignorance and sorry despicable living.
Woman you have lost your mind! And we have too, if we fall for it. Any one still praising you is lost soul. GOD help you, is my fervent prayer, my constant plea.
Whose fault is she? What could granddaddy do? Nothing! No one can stop a lying demon possessed reprobate, bound and determined to destroy as much as she can, while she can. Martha was our thorn in the flesh. The good news is; "The wicked shall cease from troubling."
I know I don't have to cry any more. As a matter of fact, I should laugh and celebrate! I survived! As a matter of fact I thrived and every evil thing she did to me, GOD mysteriously and supernaturally turned into a blessing. Praise the LORD!
I know it was the blood that saved me!
Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
[Excerpt THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES December 7, 2014 All rights reserved.]
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